Saturday, January 24, 2009
and then there were 9
Thursday, January 22, 2009
the water bottle of mass destruction revisited
...i cant get the video to post, so here's the link if you really want to see it...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qEOI6g3GGrs
on another note, colby's been wanting to be with me all the time. his words. he's my little shadow. it has its moment of sweetness, but then there are times when i want to, oh i dont know, go to the bathroom or take a shower. then molly joins in becuase wherever he is, thats where she wants to be. i had to send molly to timeout from the toilet the other day. its not like i was camping out there or anything. it was a quick trip (this is way too much info. i'm really sorry about that), but in the few seconds i was sitting there, they got in a fight. colby irritated her and she hit him in the face, so i sent her to time out...from the toilet.
is this normal? is this what my life has come to? am i the only mother out there who can't even pee in peace? anyone? bueller?
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
totally bummed


Sunday, January 18, 2009
project 365, jan 12-18...and colby's conversation w/God
MONDAY, Jan 12th
TUESDAY, Jan 13th
WEDNESDAY, Jan 14th
THURSDAY, Jan 15th
FRIDAY, Jan 16th
SATURDAY, Jan 17th
i had an audition at the theatre saturday afternoon for Grease. the last show i did was CATS over a year ago, so i'm hoping this turns out well. i'm missing it. i'll keep ya'll posted.
SUNDAY, Jan 18th
yes, these are molly's feet. i don't know why i took this picture. i just thought it was cute. she was eating her cereal before church this morning. this is how she always sits when she eats.
Friday, January 16, 2009
the mating habits of seahorses, and other things a 4-year-old shouldn't know
when i picked him up from school on wednesday his teacher, ms brandy, said,
ms brandy:"do you know that colbys going to marry rebecca?"
me: "oh, really? so they've progressed to marriage now?"
ms brandy: "apparently. he told the whole class today that they're getting married."
at this i walked over to rebecca, who hadn't been picked up yet and asked,
me: "rebecca are you going to marry colby?"
rebecca: "YES!! cause he's my boyfrieeend!"
however, i never see them playing together at church or at school. they might occasionally sit next to each other at snack time, but thats all i've seen. i told her mom the other day that we need to schedule a playdate becuase colby keeps asking when he can go to rebecca's house. then i commented that it might not turn out so great. if they actually get one on one time together they might figure out that he's a stinky boy and she's a girly girl and they really don't want to play together. then sara said,
sara: "this might be the real thing. i don't think i've ever seen devotion like this. look at him."
i looked at colby at he was grinning like i'd never seen, this sappy puppy love grin at rebecca.
no wedding plans are being made yet, but they'd be great in-laws.
i started asking some questions when we got in the car.
me: "colby, why do you like rebecca so much? what is it about her?"
colby: "i don't know."
me: "do you play together at church and school? or does she just play with the girls?"
colby: "she plays with me and the girls."
me: "ok, cause i've never seen ya'll play together."
colby: "well, we do. i like her because she's so silly."
me: "oh, so you like a good sense of humor in a woman?"
colby: "whats a sense of humor?"
me: "it means you can laugh and joke around at things. its good to have."
colby: "yeah, she has a good senser hooner."
me: "sense of humor."
colby: "rebeccas going to be the mommy and i'm going to be the daddy."
me: "oh?"
colby: "yeah, and i'm going to have the babies."
me: "colby, mommies have babies, not daddies."
colby: "why?"
me: "because thats how God made us."
colby: "but daddy seahorses have babies. the mommy gives the eggs to the daddy and then he gives birth to them out of his tummy."
me: "well, yes thats true (and so it is. my son knows so much more about 'sea animals' than any normal person should ever know.) but we're not seahorses.
colby: "i wish we were all like seahorses so daddies could have the babies!"
me: "you and me both, kid."
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
hooray for blog awards!!

this award is given to blogs that show great attitude and/or gratitude in their daily postings.
i pass this award on to Brandy at "From Valleys to Rivers". her blog blesses me (when she updates it. hint, hint.) ;-) love you girl! :)
the second award i received is the 'your blog is fabulous' award

it's given to a blog that i just find to be completely fabulous and can't get enough of. thanks amy!! as part of accepting this award, i have to list 5 things i'm addicted to. in no particular order:
1) hanging out with my husband and kids
2)music/singing
3)reading
4)working out
5)which wich
this blog award goes to Linda at 2nd Cup of Coffee. i can't even remember how i found her blog, but she's hilarious and i love reading what she has to say. i guess us youth ministry people have the same warped sense of humor. :)
and now i must go purchase a terribly expensive dress, get an up-do, and find a red carpet to walk on. come to think of it, i think chuck-e-cheese has red carpet. don't wait up!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
mom injuries
there are sports injuries:
"hey why are you limping?"
"aw, it's an old sports injury. i was on the wrong end of a tackle."
there are work injuries:
"hey why are you limping?"
"it's a work injury. i got nailed in the knee with a hammer." no pun intended.
are there mom injuries?
"hey why are you limping?"
"i ran into the bathroom stepstool at a really weird angle."
seriously. that stepstool was right where it always is and i walked right into it. my ankle(ish) has been aching ever since. you know that spot that sinks in right below the ankle bone on the outside? after about 12 pictures, none of them very good (i have winter feet), i decided no one really wants to see a picture of my foot. except maybe some sicko. hey sicko, you're not invited. there's not really anything to see. no swelling or bruising. but man it hurts.
if i wasnt a mom there wouldnt be a stepstool in the bathroom. i might have been, like, 'cool aunt amy who has a stepstool' except i'm an only child so theres no hope of neices or nephews from my side. allens only brother, who does have a daughter, lives all the way up in canada (eh?), so its not like shes over here hanging out all the time, needing a stepstool.
so its definitely a mom injury. has anyone else experienced this?
is that covered by my insurance? moms comp?
what am i even talking about?
i must be delirious from the pain.